El Pizaron
Cain
The Chalkboard
Felt an aggression that night
The warm palm trees bid me farewell
I arrived in the capital on a gray morning
Dani walking around, beaten and miserable
Heading north, his hair grew horribly
And even a hare with tangled hair appeared
He was coming to school like a great champion
And if I made her stop outside the classroom
Back in '89, the sky was a chalk
What more could an intimate miserable expect
Who was overwhelmed with rock and roll
Who has never gotten along with the chalkboard
No no no, I've never gotten along
No no no, I've never gotten along
I've never gotten along, no no
I've never gotten along with the chalkboard
The drawings end up on the floor
So don't tell me that 2 plus 2
We're already in our 30s and you don't seem happy
From the back row, it's my turn to laugh
The devil has rewarded me with his estimation
Now the tires, may God continue
I'm with Jaime Lopez in the alley
Having more beers in the alley
Surely you sent the patrol
Because you've hated your youth so much
You've been hating rock and roll for life
Because it has never gotten along with the chalkboard
No no no, I've never gotten along
No no no, I've never gotten along
I've never gotten along, no no
I've never gotten along with the chalkboard
